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Part 6: The Shopping Trip

When I woke the next morning my body hurt from the punishment of the night before. My husband had already left for the office. I took a bath and waited for the phone to ring. I expected another summons to the office. It never came.

I done some housework trying to forget all that had happened. But it was difficult. My arse and breasts hurt. I made sure I was dressed appropriately when he came home that evening. I wore a black short skirt, white blouse and black heels.

When he came home I was waiting for him by the door. He ripped the blouse open and bent down and bit my right nipple. I screamed and screamed again when he did the same to the left one. He pushed me up against the wall and grabbed my vagina before thrusting his fingers inside. He fingered me roughly before dropping his trousers and fucking me up against the wall. He was rough and kept calling me a dirty fucking slut as he pounded into me. He shot his cum and pulled out of me.

"Clean my cock." I reluctantly got to my knees. The smell was nauseating. His cock was covered in cum mixed with my juices. He lay his hand on my head and guided it towards his cock. I didn't want to do this but knew I couldn't take another punishment like last night. I opened my mouth and took his cock inside. "That's a good little cock sucking slut."

Afterwards I ate my dinner on the floor beside him.

The next morning he woke me up. Get up, have a shower and get dressed. We're going shopping for some slut outfits. I'll leave something on the bed for you to wear.

Slut outfits. What did he mean. Where were we going. When I came out of the shower there was a white lace mini skirt on the bed and a matching lace tank top. I'd never seen them before. They were like something an 18 year old would wear on a night out not something a 55 year old mother would wear shopping. They barely covered my breasts and bottom and with no underwear I was completely exposed.

I ate breakfast on the floor. We then left in his car. We headed out of the city. When we were on the open road he told me to take my top off. I hesitated. "Do you want me to stop the car and punish you." I quickly took the top off. The journey was uneventful for the next 30 minutes. Then as we approached a truck he told me to sit up and put my hands behind my head and leave them there. I did what he asked wondering what he was up to.

He then pulled up alongside the cab of the truck. He then hit a long blast on the horn. I looked at him and covered my breasts. "Put your hands back behind your head or get punished." I put them back. He was keeping speed with the truck.

"Look up at the truck." The driver was staring down at me with a dirty grin. "Give him a big smile. Now." I forced myself to smile. "Now shake your tits at him." I shook my tits. "Now lift up your skirt, spread your legs and show him your cunt." I looked at my husband pleading with him not to make me do it. "Now you're going to be punished." I showed the truck driver my cunt. "Smile at him." After a while my husband sped away.

On the outskirts of the next town he told me to put my top back on. We pulled in to a shopping mall. I was so self-conscious of my clothes. People were staring at me. I followed my husband into each shop. He bought short skirts, some leather ones, crop tops, see through blouses and bikinis. I had to try everything on. We went back to the car. I expected us to head home. Instead he drove further into town.

We came to a run down shopping mall. He drove around the back. Most of the shops were boarded up. He drove to one of the few open ones. The sign above said 'Adult Store'. There were 3 cars outside. "We're not going in here, are we."

"Yes slut, this is where we get you some proper slut clothes." I followed him out of the car and went inside.

Inside was much brighter than I expected. There was a tall dark man in his 40s behind the counter. He welcomed us. There was a couple looking at sex toys. She was about 30. He was a few years older. As we went through the store we saw another man, over 60, who was looking at DVDs. He looked me up and down with lust filled eyes.

My husband started going through the rails of outfits. Holding up ones that took his fancy for closer inspection, handing some to me and returning others to the rail. When he had selected enough we went to the changing rooms. He told me try on the babydoll outfits first. I changed into the first outfit, a black lace babydoll with a black thong. I called him when I'd changed. "Come out here." he replied.

"Do I have to."

"Yes, unless you want me to come in there and punish you.

I came out and he looked me up and down. He had me turn around. Then he told me to walk down the aisle of the shop, slowly. I looked pleadingly at him "Do it." he ordered loudly. The others in the shop looked over. The 60 old man came over to get a better view.

"Put on the next one."

The next one was a pink babydoll with open cups exposing my breasts. When I came out my husband was talking to the 60 old man whose name was Greg. Greg looked me up and down. My husband told me to model the outfit, turning around and walking up and down the aisle making sure to move my arse. By the time I got to the end of the aisle and turned around the couple, Mike and Helen, had joined my Husband and Greg. When I reached them my husband asked "What are you." I looked at him for mercy but knew it was useless.

"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." They all smiled and congratulated my husband on having such an obedient slut. I felt so humiliated. My husband then told me to bring the rest of the outfits out. When I came back he had me place them on a chair. He picked up a french maid outfit and handed it to me. I turned to go to the changing room when he said "You can change here." I looked at him in disbelief. It was bad enough having to model the outfits without having to change in front of everyone. "Now slut unless you want me to whip your arse."

I took the pink babydoll off and put the maid outfit on. They commented on my body, asked my husband about how he used me and talked about what they would like to do to me. It was so degrading. I modelled the outfit. Then the next one, an under bust leather corset. By this time the owner, Tony, had joined us. My next outfit was a see through crotchless body stocking. There were whistles of appreciation from Tony and Greg.

By the time I reached the end of the aisle and turned around Greg had his cock out and was masturbating. Helen was on her knees sucking Mike's cock. On my way back to them Tony and my husband took their cocks out and started to masturbate. I was shocked. I had never seen my husband masturbate. How could he do it in front of strangers. I was disgusted. By the time I had modelled the next outfit Tony was handing Greg a bowl. Obviously he didn't want to stain the floor. While I was changing into the next outfit, Greg started to cum in the bowl and Mike was telling Helen not to swallow.

When I turned to walk down the aisle Helen was spitting out a mouthful of cum into the bowl. I had only one outfit left to try on, a black latex crotchless body. When I came back up the aisle Helen was on her knees in front of my husband holding the bowl in front of him collecting his cum. When he finished Tony took his place shooting his cum in the bowel.

"Take off the outfit slut." I now stood naked before them. Helen handed me th bowl. "Drink it" my husband ordered.

I looked at him horrified. "You're not serious. It's full of everyone's semen. Never." I handed the bowl back to Helen.

"Grab her arms and stretch them apart." Tony and Mike grabbed an arm each and pulled in opposite directions while my husband headed to the front of the shop. He came back with a riding crop. I struggled to get away but Tony and Mike held me tight. I heard the crop whistle through the air before it stung my arse. It was far more painful than his belt. Then he stood before me and whipped my breasts. I begged him to stop. Then the crop flew up between my legs and tore into my vagina. I never felt anything so painful. If I wasn't being held up I would have collapsed. "Stop, Stop." I shrieked " I'll do it."

They let go my hands and Helen handed me the bowl again. I stared into the bowl. I received another lash to my arse. I raised it to my mouth. I started to drink the cum mix. Some of it ran down my neck and on to my breasts. When I finished everyone commented on what a cum loving slut I was. Then Helen ran her fingers around the inside of the bowl gathering the last drops of cum. She raised her fingers to my lips and I sucked them. She then bent down and licked the cum of my breasts. I was in shock. It was the first time anyone other than my husband had touched my breasts.

When she finished I was told to get dressed. When I came back from the changing room Greg, Mike and Helen had left. Tony and my husband were at the checkout. As well as the clothes there were now some boxes which were being put into bags. Tony went over to a stand and came back with a riding crop. "A souvenir to remember your visit."

My husband paid him. Tony then handed him a DVD. "The security camera. I thought you might like it."

I never thought of the cameras. Everything I'd done was recorded. If anyone seen this I would be ruined. I would have to have it destroyed.

"Thanks, but don't you want it." my husband asked.

"There are two cameras. I'll have the other one. Here's my business card. Let me know when you're coming again. I know people who would pay to see a show like tonights."

We then left and headed for home.

Part 7: The Trip Home

On the way home we pulled in to a roadside cafe. My husband went to the boot of the car and I followed. He took out a dog collar with the word "SLUT" written on it. "Please, don't." He fastened it around my neck. We went into the cafe.

There were 6 customers, all male, a waitress and a bar tender. I started to head for a booth but my husband insisted that we sit up at the bar. I struggled with my skirt to cover my behind on the high stool. "Leave it alone, let everyone have a good look at your arse slut." I sat down feeling so ashamed.

The waitress gave me a disgusting look when she came over. "I'll have the peppered steak and the slut will have the chicken." he told her. When we finished our food the bar tender came over and started chatting with my husband. He was looking at the collar. "That's interesting." My husband turned to me "What are you." he asked. I looked at him for mercy. He looked threateningly at me.

"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."

"Nice to meet you, Pauline the slut. What brings you here." My husband then told him about our shopping trip describing everything that happened at the adult store in great detail. I was completely mortified. The bar tender was rubbing his penis through his trousers as he listened about me drinking the bowl of cum. I was completely embarrassed and humiliated.

When my husband finished he said to the bar tender. "I think she needs another drink" It took a few seconds before I realised what he meant. I looked at him horrified. "Let's go into the office." the bar tender suggested.

The bar tender, whose name was Pete, led the way. My husband pushed me towards the office. Once inside Pete undone his trousers dropped them to the floor followed by his underwear. He stroked his cock until it was fully erect.

"OK" said my husband "Get down on your knees and suck his cock."

"No way. That's not going to happen. I'm not sucking him." I yelled.

"Get your belt" my husband said to Pete as he removed his own belt from his trousers. I tried to get to the door but my husband grabbed my hair. He dragged me over to the desk and and threw me face down across it. He ripped the skirt off me and started to whip my arse. Pete joined him. I screamed as they whipped me mercilessly across my back, arse and upper legs.

They could hear me outside because the waitress came in to see what was happening. I thought she was going to help me but instead she took the belt off my husband and whipped me as well. My husband used the opportunity to turn me over, face upend tearing the tank top off me. They resumed their whipping across my breasts and stomach. My body was one big ball of stinging pain. My breasts began to turn purple from the continuous beating.

"No more, please." I begged, unable to take anymore.

"Get down and suck"

I knelt down in front of Pete and took his cock in my mouth. I couldn't believe I was sucking another man's cock just a week after I'd sucked my husbands for the first time. The waitress grabbed my head and pushed me all the way down on his cock, then forced my head up and down in rhythm with Pete's thrusts.

I glimpsed something out of the corner of my eye. My husband moved in front of me with his phone filming us. I tried to get away from the phone but the waitress held my head in place. "Keep sucking you stupid slut" she said "You're going to be a porn star." She knelt down behind me talking to me all the time.

"That's a good slut. Suck it really good. Now look at the phone like a fucking porn star." When I didn't look into the phone she twisted my nipple with her free hand until I obeyed. After awhile she let go my head. I knew not to stop and continued sucking on Pete's cock. He soon started to cum in my mouth and I swallowed it all.

He took his cock out of my mouth and whipped my face with it. My husband filmed it all. When Pete started to put his clothes on my husband filmed a close up of my face. "Look straight into the lens. What are you." he asked as he continued to film. Defeated, looking into the lens I said "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."

Part 8: Back Home

I looked around for my clothes. They were ripped and there was no way I could put them back on. I looked around for something to wear.

My husband began to leave. He looked at me and said "You'll do as you are. Let's go and don't cover yourself up when we go outside. Make sure everything is on display."

All the customers turned to look when we came out of the office. There were whistles and catcalls and they followed us outside to our car. As he got into the car my husband told me to turn around and shake my tits. I turned around and shook my breasts. Everyone cheered as I got into the car. We headed out of the car park and back on to the road home.

After a few minutes he grabbed me by my hair, pushed me down into his lap and told me to take his cock out and suck it. I undone his trousers. He lifted his arse as I pulled his trousers and underwear down. I then took his cock into my mouth. He pushed my head all the way down forcing his cock down my throat. I gagged and struggled for breath before he moved my head up. I just had time to gasp some air before he shoved my head down again. This continued on the journey home until he started to cum. I had no choice but to swallow it all. When he'd finished he kept his cock in my mouth even when it got soft. He kept it there until we arrived home.

When we got home he told me to bring in the bags and to bring him a beer. He headed straight to the study. I brought him his beer and couldn't believe what he was doing. The security video from the shop was playing on the TV screen and he was using his computer to edit it. Zooming in on my face as I drunk the bowl of cum. He then switched to the video from his phone of me sucking Pete adding it to the shop video.

"What are you doing"

"I'm putting together your video collection. You are going to be famous. Everyone is going to know what a dirty little slut you are. Now go to bed and let me finish this."

I lay in bed panicking about what he was doing. What did he mean I was going to be famous. Who was he going to show the video to. I had to put an end to this. I eventually fell asleep.

I was woken suddenly when my feet where grabbed and I was pulled to the end of the bed. I was flipped on to my stomach and my legs forced apart. Then I felt my husband position his cock against my arsehole. As I tried to get free he pushed his cock into me. I screamed as he tore into my arse. He drove his cock until it was fully inbedded in my arse. He fucked me hard pumping in and out telling me how he loved fucking my arse and he should have done it years ago. He filled my arse with his cum and then threw me to the ground. "Clean it."

The smell of cum and shite filled my nostrils. I felt nauseous. My mouth remained closed. He bent down and grabbed both my nipples pinching and pulling them in different directions. I thought he was going to tear them off my breasts. As I opened my mouth to scream he shoved his cock in. He grabbed both my ears and moved my head up and down his cock. "Use your tongue slut."

I felt his semi flacid cock harden as he shoved it down my throat. He was now fucking my mouth like it was my cunt. The taste of my shite along with his cock in my throat was making me gag. He then shot his cum straight into my stomach. He let go of my ears and climbed into bed. I crawled to the bathroom and threw up.

I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about what he said about the video. He had filmed me sucking Pete and he had the video of the shop. I had to get the videos and escape. But how.

The next morning my husband woke and ordered me to make the breakfast. I went downstairs naked and prepared breakfast. When we finished he told me to shower and put some makeup on and be back down in 30 minutes with the bags from yesterday.

When I returned he had rearranged the furniture and set two video cameras up in the sitting room. There was a camera on the table. He told me to put on a bikini top and a pair of shorts. When I protested that I wasn't going to let him film me and show it to people he took the riding crop out of one of the bags. He didn't spare any part of my body. He lashed my breasts, stomach, back, arse and vagina. I screamed, begging him to stop.

"You stupid slut, when are you going to learn. If you don't obey me you can get out of my house. I'll use your slut body however I want and with whoever I want." He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the front door. He pushed me naked out the door.

"Now you can fuck off and live somewhere else."

I had nothing. I was naked with no money. I fell to my knees.

"Please, don't do this. I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you want. I'll be your slut" I cried. He shut the door. I looked around. While we lived in a secluded area I was scared someone would see me. I banged on the door sobbing. After a few minutes the door opened. He stood there with his phone in one hand and the riding crop in the other.

"Are you still here slut."

"Please let me in. I've nowhere to go."

"You should have thought of that before you disobeyed me. Now get off my property." He raised the riding crop to whip me.

"No don't. I'm sorry. I beg you. I'll do anything you want just let me back in."

"You promised to obey me before and you haven't. You had your chance. Now fuck off."

"I will, I will. I'll do whatever you say. I won't disobey you again." A cruel smile came across his face.

"You'll do whatever I want."

"Yes, whatever you want."

"On your knees slut. If you want to get back in you're going to promise to do everything I want and I'm going to record it on my phone. If you disobey me again I will send it to your parents, your sister and everyone else who knows you."

My mind was totally confused. I had to get back into the house but he wanted to video me promising to be his slut. I'd do it and plan an escape later. I got down on my knees.

"Now look in to the lens and say "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut. I want to be used as a three hole fuck toy by my husband and anyone he gives me to. I'm his obedient submissive slut." If you don't say it like you mean it I'm going inside, locking the door and calling some security guards to throw you out on the road."

"I'll do it." I looked at the lens on his phone and said it. He smiled. "Next time you don't do what I want that gets sent to everyone who knows you including the k**s. He wouldn't show that to the k**s, would he. So much had changed in the past week I didn't know what he would do.

He then unzipped his trousers and took out his cock. "Open wide." I got ready to suck him when suddenly he started to urinate in my mouth. I closed my mouth and tried to cover my face with my hands. He pushed me over with his foot and I lost my balance. I put out my hands to stop me falling. He pissed in my face and all over my body. I was drenched all over. When he finished he took a few photos of me.

"Now you might understand what your future is. I get to use you however I want. I'll have you fucking men and women and you'll do it or this video goes to everyone. Now we can't have you go into my house like that. Get on your hands and knees and follow me around the back of the house."

I walked on all fours around to the back. He went over to the hose and turned on the water. The force of the freezing water stung my body. He walked all around me hosing me down. He then told me to lie on my back and lift my legs up and spread them apart. He then directed the hose directly at my cunt. He laughed when I screamed from the blast of the water. When he'd finished he went inside and threw me out a towel. "When you're dry knock on the door."

I dried myself and knocked on the door. He looked up from his chair but did not move. I was shivering but he didn't care. Eventually he let me in. "Now go upstairs fix your hair and makeup and be back down here in 15 minutes. We have some photos to take.

Part 9: The Photo Shoot

When I came back down he threw me a bikini top and a pair of shorts. "Put these on." We went out to the garden. He had me pose in various positions and started taking photos. He then had me take the bikini off. Next, my shorts came off. We then went inside. He switched on the two video cameras. For the next two hours we went through all the outfits we had bought in the adult store. I had to smile at the cameras and act as if I was enjoying myself.

For the last session he had me get on all fours on the dining room table in the nude. He positioned the cameras so one captured my face and the other my cunt. I had to look straight into the cameras and say "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."

Then I had to lie on my back and spread my legs. He instructed me to part my cunt lips so he could film the inside of my cunt. I felt so humiliated. Then he told me to masturbate. I couldn't believe it. I never did that and now he wanted to film me doing it.

"Why am I waiting slut."

I started to rub my finger along my slit. "Now stick your fingers inside." I stuck my finger in and moved it about. He then had me insert a second finger.

"Get some rhythm going slut. Start fucking yourself."

This was so degrading I was pushing my fingers in and out and he was filming the whole thing. I never thought anything so horrific could happen to me. I was reduced to his sex slave forced to obey his most perverse desires.

"Harder, let's see those fingers pound that pussy. Lift your arse up off the table. That's it. Now put another finger in. Look into the camera."

I was pushing in and out as fast as I could. I was panting with all the effort which gave the impression I was enjoying myself.

"Keep your eyes open slut. Keep looking into the camera. Now I want you to pretend you're having an orgasm."

What? An orgasm! Oh my God! What did he think I was? Some kind of porn star.

"Come on, get a move on. I want everyone who sees this to think you're having an orgasm. It shouldn't be a problem for you, you've been faking them for years." He laughed. "Do you want to get thrown on to the street and your video sent to everyone."

I was defeated. I had no choice. I thrust my fingers deep into my cunt and at the same time lifted my arse off the table. I threw my head back and let out a moan.

"Perfect, now lick your fingers with a big smile on your face."

I brought the fingers to my mouth and licked them, all the time smiling at the camera.

When I'd finished, he stripped and walked over to the table. He stood above my head. "Now, you will not move. You will keep looking at my cock with lust. When I cum you will look into the camera and say 'I'm Pauline and I'm a cum loving slut '. Understand?"

"Yes."

I expected him to shove his cock into my mouth. Instead he started to masturbate above my face. As he was wanking himself he slapped my face with his cock. I never seen him masturbate before. I was shocked. He increased the tempo of his strokes and I could tell he was close to cuming. Suddenly he started to shoot cum all over my face. It went in my eyes, up my nose and over my hair. I was covered in cum. He slapped his cock against my face a few more times. When he stopped I looked into the camera and said "I'm Pauline and I'm a cum loving slut.".

He then stuck his cock into my mouth and had me clean the last of his cum from it.

"Now go clean yourself up and make some lunch. I'll be in the study."

When I brought him his lunch he was editing the videos and photos. He ignored me. I went back to the kitchen. Later I heard him go upstairs. After some time he called me up to the bedroom. He had set the two video cameras up. He'd also brought a flip chart up from the study. On the bed there was a black bra, thong, suspenders belt and stockings. I felt sick in my stomach at the thought of being filmed again.

"OK slut, put on that outfit."

I slowly put on the outfit. He told me to kneel on the bed and face the camera. He then placed the flip chart beside the camera.

"Your going to read everything that's on the flip chart without hesitation . You'll smile and be happy. No fuckups slut or I'll whip you good." He then picked up the riding crop from the dresser. He turned the page on the flip chart over. When I seen what was written I sunk down on the bed.

"Up on your knees slut." I heard the whish of the crop through the air before I felt the sting on my back. Before I could get back up he lashed me twice more. I looked again at the words on the page. I thought things couldn't get any worse but this was the worst yet.

"Get on with it slut."

I looked at the camera and started to read the words.

"I'm Pauline, I'm 55 years old, married and the mother of two c***dren, a 25 year old son and 21 year old daughter. I'm 5 foot 3 inches tall. I was a good wife until two weeks ago when my husband turned me into his slut. Now I'm his three hole fuck toy to be used whenever he wants.

I'm going to have my first lesbian experience, have my three holes fucked at the same time and get gangbanged regularly. It's all going to be filmed. My husband has promised that I'm going to be a famous slut and star of my own porn movies.

I'm glad my husband has made me his slut."

He then told me I had to perform for the camera. "I want you to take the bra off and message your tits and after a minute or so I want you to play with your nipples. Squeeze and pinch them. Your to keep looking into the camera all the time."

I took the the bra off and did as he asked. Messaging my breasts and then squeezing my nipples.

"Pinch them harder slut or I'll whip them." I pinched until they hurt.

"Now I want you to lick them." I struggled to lick each one.

"Take the thong off and get back on your knees. Spread your legs and masturbate. Remember the show you put on earlier well this time do it better."

I did as instructed. I rubbed my fingers along my slit before slipping two inside me. I started to move up and down. As I increased my rhythm my husband reached for one of the shopping bags from the adult store. He took out a box and opened it, taking out a dildo and tossing it on the bed in front of me.

"Use that slut. I want to see you fuck yourself real good."

I picked up the dildo. I had never held one before. I placed it between my legs and inserted it in to my cunt. I worked it up and down getting faster and faster all the time looking into the camera. I knew I had to make it look like I was having an orgasm. I rolled my eyes in my head, moaned as I rammed the dildo hard up me.

"Not bad slut, we'll make a porn star out of you yet."

He took his clothes off and turned the page on the flip chart. I cried out when I seen what was written on the page. He smiled.

"On all fours facing the camera. Each time I slap your arse you read a line on the page, understand."

"Yes"

He got behind me on the bed and placed his cock against my arse. As he forced it in to me I screamed and buried my head in the bed. He pulled my head up by the hair as he pushed further in.

"Keep your eyes open and look into the camera." He then slapped my arse. I read the first line.

"Oh yes. I love when you fuck my arse."

He was now buried deep inside me and started to move in and out. He slapped me again.

"That feels so good. Fuck me harder."

Still pulling my hair he picked up his pace ramming me hard. I let out another scream. Another slap.

"Yes, harder. I want you to cum up my arse."

He was now pounding me like I was a piece of meat pulling my hair right back. I soon felt him cumming inside me. He slapped me. I looked into the camera and smiled.

"I'm Pauline and I'm an arse fucking slut."

"Clean my cock." I turned around and took his cock in my mouth.

Part 10: No Escape

As soon as I heard him leave for work the next morning I jumped out of bed. This was my chance to escape. He would expect me to go to my parents or sister so I wouldn't. I'd drive south to some town he would never think I'd go to, pick up a job as a waitress or something and then move on after a few months. I would take out as much money as I could from ATMs before I left town and then dump the cards. I packed two cases and brought them to the garage.

I almost collapsed when I went into the garage. My car was gone. What had happened to it. I stumbled back inside the house. He had guessed I might try to escape and taken the car away. I could still escape. I could buy a train or plane ticket. The only problem was he would find out where I went. I decided to go to my sister. She was abroad and I could move on after a day or two with her.

I went online to book the ticket. When I entered my credit card details the transaction was rejected. I tried again and it was rejected again. I then tried my debit card. Same thing. My stomach started to churn. I rang the bank and dropped to my knees when told that the accounts had been closed. I curled up in a ball and cried.

I lay there for hours. I jumped when the phone rang. "Hello."

"This is Beth. You have to put on the orange dress and your collar and be at the office at 5.30. Don't be late." She hung up before I could say anything.

The orange dress was a backless halterneck. The worst bit was the front which plunged to below my navel and barely covered my breasts. And the collar. Oh God. I went upstairs and had a shower.

I arrived at the office at 5.30. I was entering as people were heading home. They stared and nudged each other as I walked to reception. Beth was looking me all over. "Hello, I'll just ring up to let him know you're here." She rang my husband and said "The slut is here." I shot her a dirty look. She laughed as my husband said something to her.

"OK, let's go up" We went to the elevator and up to the fifth floor. She made me very uncomfortable as she looked me all over. We went to my husbands office. She knocked on the door and went in. My husband was there with another man. He was tall, blonde and in his thirties.

"Thanks Beth for bringing the slut up. Well Ben, what do you think." Ben walked around me looking me over. I felt like something for sale.

"Take her dress off if you want a better look." I looked pleadingly to my husband. Ben undid the bow at the back of my neck and let the dress fall to the ground. He felt my breasts, squeezed my nipples before slipping his hand between my legs. He pinched my clitoris then stuck his fingers into my vagina.

My husband came over beside him. "Down on all fours slut." I got down on my hands and knees. Beth came around with a camera and started to film me. Ben and my husband took off their clothes.

This couldn't be happening. Not the two of them and in front of Beth. Ben moved in front of me and positioned his cock in front of my face. I took it in my mouth and started to suck. Then my husband moved behind me and pushed his cock into my vagina. Beth positioned herself so she could film both cocks. Soon Ben and my husband were in rhythm pounding away at both ends. I was struggling to keep my balance. My husband started to cum. When he finished he switched places with Ben sticking his cum coated cock into my mouth while Ben fucked me. Ben grabbed my hips and pulled me on to his cock as he shot his cum.

My husband took an ashtray from the desk and placed it below my cunt while Beth filmed the cum oozing out. After a while she picked up the ashtray and lay it down in front of me. "Lick it up slut." She said.

When I hesitated she grabbed my hair and pushed my face down into the tray. "Lick it up or I'll get everyone left in the office to come in and fuck you." I stuck my tongue out and tasted the cum. Beth started filming again. "Hurry up and clean it all up."

By the time I'd swallowed all the cum the men were almost dressed. I put my dress back on. Ben left the office.

My husband turned to me "There's a taxi waiting for you downstairs. I told the driver you'll give him a blowjob when he drops you home." Tears came to my eyes. "Oh I forgot to mention, I won't be home tonight. I'll be staying with Beth." He then went over to her and they kissed.

How could he. She was the same age as our son, a few years older than our daughter. I had to admit she was pretty. Taller than me, brunette with a perfect body. I left the office crying.

I can't remember the taxi drive home. I was heading for the door when the driver said "Are you forgetting something." He got out of the taxi and was unzipping his trousers. I went back to him and got on my knees.